This is a song about "My grandma died from cancer"

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

My best friend died while i vacated,

We gotta search our soul to find out, what we're after

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

Well its done. its over. my wife is gone, she died.

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

Grandpa or grandma, not my auntie or my favorite cousin

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

It still warm my heart to hear my grandma pray

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

His brother la'mare had just died from suicide,

My rhymes are sick like i struggle to stay cancer free

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty